Luyện nghe bài hát Get Use To This

Dip dip dipset
Dip dip dipset
Dip dip dipset
do it man
I'm in the

Yo, I started the and fathered the fathers who fathered
I slaughter the slaughters and the slaughters who slaughtered
I target than spark it, and Pa you'll be of this target
From artist to artist J.R. is that regardless
Put fate in his hands, there'll be changin' of plans
A man did, I did it from in rain wit a gram
Now I in glitter, Jacob throw glaze on my hand
Shit, D-12 don't even know the of my band

Man I'm just super fly, two for five, bake the
Eight for eight, eight to eight, wait I'm great, haters
Cubs come to paper chase, I've dealt with cake
Ever since the Snake, all I rocked was Bathin' Apes
Ooh yeah hun, those old Air Ones
Sneaks crispy, 350, you ain't wear none
I'm a pimp girl, get it your ear drums
No I'm not you where you can get a pair from

I'm sicker sicker, you sicker than sicker now ain't chu
A Picturin' picture, just this picture I paint you
I'm swift with the fifth, when I grip it, it spit at an
You'll be stiffer stiff, prick, up sittin' with angels
I'm doin' me jewelery, blue it be
Pimp's ya pa, it's J.R. hard, soon you'll see
Act a we'll take you back to school like truancy
So give me my respect, I'm the best true

the Dips, please, we movin' bitch, move
We the truth, we the get used to this, yup
Our movements sick, your shit
a fact have a nap and get used to this, yeah

Excuse the Dips, please, we movin' bitch,
We the truth, we the proof get to this, yup
Our movements sick, movements shit
That's a have a nap and get used to this, yeah

Yo, I'm ice chain, bright range, nice rings, splice
Cop the pound, chop it down, ya town, pipe game
I can do a price
What I pack is crunk I don't mean pass the
When I say ya white plain, look J is built, to let the eighty
Gun brawl, one call, get you haters killed
Snap, pop, sprayed and peeled, so just chill
here, I'm in fa mills and I ain't talkin' baby milk

When I spray the mag, you will play in it glad
That means lay in a bag, like haters that I had
I scrap up and rag serious
Shit I ain't talkin' periods I say pussy stay in my path
I amaze 'em like dag, you ain't a killa
That ain't no killa weed, twigs are filled wit' seeds
I hit the across the river seas
O.C. for weeks where I don't the breeze

So I got heifers, whores, with excellent jaw
Like the vet for sure, who me to sex them raw
But I X'd all, get some head in the bed
Then the chickenhead right towards the exit door
Just face it my nig', you stay with the kid
I got paper, gators, many ya dig
They just hate how I live, the only time they see me
Under the is when I'm in the basement of my crib

Excuse the Dips, please, we bitch, move
We the truth, we the get used to this, yup
Our movements sick, movements shit
That's a have a nap and get used to this, yeah

Excuse the Dips, please, we movin' bitch,
We the truth, we the proof get to this, yup
Our movements sick, your movements
That's a fact a nap and get used to this, yeah